How to Get My Husband on My Side

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Her attitude was such that she gave no heed to my status. In a way, she was similar to Freya. Their confidence that no matter what happened, everyone would believe in them, and that they will never be abandoned– I wanted to shatter that confidence.

I wouldn’t have thought so if she hadn’t irked me like that in the first place.

“I’ll fill in the water. Are you fine with lemon perfumed oil?”

“Yes, thank you.”

After that, I took a bath in the water with lemon’s fragrance, combed my hair, and dressed up with light makeup and accessories. As I sat alone and patted my skirt, it suddenly felt so real.

Ah, I really looked ready- my heart started pulsating. I tried pressing my chest with my hand and it didn’t calm me down at all. I was so scared!

…What if he didn’t come?

That person with a twisted mind would definitely change his mind at the last moment. I put down my teacup, got up and approached the bed.

I even blew off the candles, but it wasn’t too dark with the fireplace burning. I wished it was darker. I crouched on the bed with my legs folded under my arms and looked out of the window. The sea was full of black waves.

I wouldn’t be surprised if the Krakens below were lurking in search of food.

Heh, I wonder how Popo’s doing? If we could meet again sometime…

I should thank Freya for that. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have imagined talking to it.

God, I beg you, I sincerely beg you. Please let tonight go my way. Let my cold-hearted husband be a little less cold-hearted. Please open the way forward so that his compassion can build up enough emotion for him to trust me, be it out of interest or whatever.

“Did you fall asleep first after all that fuss?”

……Hic, I thought my heart was going to pop out of my chest. He made no sound coming in, but I was probably too deep in thought anyway.

As I hurriedly stood up with my hair hanging below my waist, I could see Izek taking his place, right next to me.

The green light of the fireplace eerily shone on his enormous physique. I’d only seen him in armour or a suit before. In nothing but thin white clothing, it was as if he were naked.

I literally felt like I was losing my mind.

Oh my god. Oh my god–

The arrogant man with his arms crossed, looked down at me, and shifted his hand to sweep back his wet silver hair. Blood red eyes sparkled in the dark room.

“I don’t know much about this, but it’s obvious that the bride isn’t supposed to look like this while waiting for the bridegroom.”

I came to my senses with a jerk.

What are you doing, idiot? Are you going to ruin it?

“Oh, I’m sorry if I looked blank. I just couldn’t believe my eyes for a second.”

“Is it hard to believe?”

like a dream– to think

widened eagerly, even drooling a bit

guess you don’t feel my

see if

“Again.”

“What?”

give you one last chance again. Tell me right now if you think you’re going to change your mind. I won’t let anyone bother you just because you didn’t do the right

keep trying to check back and forth like that? Do you suspect that I have something else in mind? It wasn’t about anyone bothering me

short of informing

burning in my eyes, “Don’t worry, I’ll never change my mind. I would rather be happy

wearing, without a word of warning. I failed to keep a straight face and my eyeballs almost came out

below his cold, ascetic face was

huge, finely defined statue-like body. Smooth-like silk, but

at an exotic animal; completely out of touch with this civilization, not a person. He took off his gown completely, climbed up onto the bed,

breath hitched as

was not frightening. Nevertheless, I could not help feeling as if I had

“You look scared.”

“I-I don’t know…”

shaking like I’m going to eat

was annoyed, but he was just calm, rather than blunt. He also sounded a little less harsh than usual. I tried to concentrate on the artistic aspects of his

slim waist,

was a

felt guilty to see it in its full

struggled to smile while

seated me on one of his thighs. He untied my negligee gown.

not good at

“I-I’m not nervous…”

biting your lips. Isn’t that what I’m supposed to do,

ascetic? Are you sure you’re a personality wrecker? Why are you so good at this? Talent, is

nerves still

off my robe now gathered

was then that the body that was hugging my body

hair halted, and the sound of breathing became slower. What

“……what’s this?”

A Paladin’s vision must

see it. Well, there’s nothing

when

scar. What did you do

alone the servants of this house, to tell you.

a whip, and in excitement, we

a sigh, there was

just gazing at my back with his

to

about to

had been staring at my back, made me stiffen on the spot, as he suddenly moved his hand and pulled up

Huh?

“What’s wrong?”